So Valentine's Day is on Saturday. Whoop-dee-fucking-doodle-doo. It's weird how much different the holiday is when you're single. I worked it out and found that in the past fifteen years I've only been without someone on Valentine's twice. Saturday will be #3 ( Read more... )

Dear Leigh,

Calm, calm, calm. Visit your happy place. Sail away. Stare at the clouds. Feel cool breeze, grass, sunlight. The meeting will be over soon.

Divorce yourself from the project. Suppress your passion for your work. Let it get killed. Let it die and smile. Be in your happy place and smile.

It will be over soon.

Love,
Your Self-

Early morning, and already the day's not going according to plans ( Read more... )

The actual process of a doctor's visit doesn't really bother me. But waiting and waiting and waiting before hand tends to psych me out. Every worrisome thing runs through my head and I get so upset that by the time I get to the doctor's office I'm hostile or reserved and just want to get the damn thing over with. So I don't say anything, don't ( Read more... )

the following is my attempt to send a message to a friend of mine on Myspace. i had trouble calling him and thought i'd try through our only other online connection: Myspace ( Read more... )

In place of the usual blathering of miscellaneous grievances, I have reduced my rant into its core elements, using the Rant Rubric (tm) developed by me.

Rant rant rant rant, made-up swear word, rant rant rant rant rant, bad analogy, rant rant rant rant rant rant, mixed metaphors and caustic sarcasm, rant rant rant rant fuck.

Thank you.

( and because it makes me laugh )

I wonder sometimes about how my dissatisfaction with trans acceptance, tolerance, and understanding might be perceived. I often worry about coming off as the "angry tranny" who is never satisfied with anything. In these thoughts, I side with my assumed attackers, believing they are right to think of me as a problem.

( I want to be a solution )

i've been thinking a lot about tokenism lately.

( Tokenism )

Rug Style, by Leigh.

Modern ≠ this

Contemporary ≠ this

Instead try using categories such as "Ugly" or "Crappy" or "Not even sufficient for use to wrap my bloodied, dismembered carcass before dumping me in the East River."

Phrase of the Day:
"Son of a grumble-fuck"